Hold On.... And Never Let Go
.chapter four.
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Tara's p.o.v.
When Brad and Damien left my room, I just ignored what just happened and skipped over to my Ipod (a very poor skip I may add) and turned on and cranked up, DETROIt, ROCK CITY by no other than KISS. I started rocking on in my room chorusing to, " Get up! Everybody's gonna move their feet! Get down everybody's going to leave their seats! You gotta loose your mind to Detroit- ROCK CITY!" while dancing madly around my room. I then let myself collapse on my bed. All of a sudden....
Flashes.
Of colour and darkness.
Dark... Light.... Dark.....
Screaming. Terror. Cold murder.
Another vision.
This time I was not the victim but the killer. I felt anger pulsing through my veins filled with a wave of adrenaline pulsing through my brain.
The air was strong with the stench of death. I looked down at my palm which was clenching a bloodied knife. My ears rung with the sounds of the victim's blood curdling scream. I looked at the victim. It... It was.........
Brad.
I rushed downstairs with the worst possible thoughts clouding my mind. As I was running by the den I saw him lounging in a black recliner. as soon as I spotted him I threw myself at him squeezing him into a tight hug, having no thoughts whatsoever of letting go. The vision just wouldn't evacuate my mind and replayed over and over again just like a record or an iPod stuck on replay. (sorry I just had to XD). Brad lifted my chin up- which was snuggled into his chest -and looked deep into my eyes. Right there in that moment was the best I've ever felt. Ever.
----***************************---- Wow 2 chaps in 1 night.... So unlike me! :P. Thx hope u liked! Xx comment vote, you know. btw no offence and srry if chap 2 offended anyone but I wanted my story robe realistic and that's just how guys act theese days.... Happy Christmas/Hanukkah/New Year's!!!
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